Letra de Alliance

There is a kind of compromise you are master of Your endless gentle nudging left us polarised It's hard to talk to enemies - and we are enemies What we had in common makes it even worse You're proud of being middle class (meaning upper class) You say you're self sufficient (but you don't dig your own coal) I think that what you're frightened of more than anything Is knowing you need workers more than they need you "A herd of independent minds" Chomsky got it right You're jogging into battle waving old school ties